Kathy, God know what and everything more than we can even imagine and he will take care of it all.  

--
Can you imagine what a scarcity of news there would be If everybody obeyed 
> the Ten Commandments? 

I would rather live my life as if there is a God, and die to find out there isn't, than live my life as if there isn't, and die to find out there is 

IN GOD WE TRUST 
Karen Carter '74 
-KC- Ministries 


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From: Kathy Du Bois <[log in to unmask]> 

> Well, I certainly had an interesting evening yesterday. We still 
> don't have our car back, but Greg was able to get a ride from one of 
> our church members and he went to the courthouse to see what he could 
> find out about Chris. Imagine the surprise when it was learned that 
> he had been released on personal recognizance again. This made no 
> sense because he has no money and drug dealing is a felony! 
> Well, Greg called to let me know and, about an hour later, Chris 
> called me himself. He wanted to know if he could come by to pick up 
> a few things. I told him that he would have to call back after I had 
> had a chance to talk it over with Greg. We decided to let him 
> come. He walked from Bangor, about seven miles because we couldn't 
> have given him a ride anyway. He ended up walking through a down 
> pour. When he arrived, I had him take a shower first because he 
> stank. Then, Greg and I did a lot of praying about how to handle 
> things. He ended up having to empty his pockets because everything 
> was soaking wet and we actually got to see the court summons. Guess 
> what, the only reason that he was picked up was because he didn't 
> show up in court to face the charges about stealing his x roommate's 
> computer. It had nothing to do with drugs. Chris claims that the 
> scales and baggies belonged to Nicki's brother's friend. I have no 
> idea why, after the police saw everything in Nicki's house, that 
> Nicki's parents claimed belong to Chris, that he wasn't charged with 
> anything to do with drugs. WE have no clue what is going on. 
> Chris stayed the night. We let him sleep on the couch, but we 
> didn't let him use the computer. He did use the phone, I tapped the 
> call and, sure enough, he called Nicki. I was ready to call the 
> police, if he was working out something illegal. They are still 
> thick, so that's another lie. Evidently, Nicki's parents have put 
> out a one year restraining order against Chris so that wil make it a 
> bit harder for the two to meet, but it was quite obvious, from the 
> conversation, that it isn't over between them, despite what Chris led 
> us to believe. 
> Chris swears that he hasn't been dealing drugs, but we told him 
> that we just don't know what the truth is. We explained that he was 
> allowed to stay for the night because he is our son, not because he 
> has repented. We talked a lot, in fact, about the prodigal son and 
> how his attitude was that of repentance and wanting to 
> change. chris admitted that, despite his homelessness, he's having 
> too much fun partying to change so we just told him flat out, that's 
> why you can't move back home. He asked if I would still hold my 
> ground if he were to apply for general assistance again. The general 
> asistance office has a policy of calling the parents of adults 
> between the ages of 18--25 to see if there is anything the family can 
> do to help financially. When they called last time, I told them that 
> Chris was more than welcome to move back home, if he were willing to 
> follow the rules. I told Chris that I'd still say the same again, so 
> he probably won't bother applying. 
> Now, Chris is oficially homeless. Even the homeless shelter won't 
> take him in. He left this morning. We gave him an old bike that we 
> may never see again, but we don't care about it, so that's okay. He 
> was a bit miffed that we didn't give him a better one, but we told 
> him that he had already lost two bikes, not to mention everything 
> else that he left with nine months ago. We stayed pretty firm and he 
> respected it. 
> Part of me is so angry that I could scream. Part of me wants to 
> grab him and just shake him and part of me wants to be nice. I will 
> say this, I"m glad that he left without incident. Last night, I must 
> have sat up for about a half hour, making sure that he was sleeping 
> before I laid down myself. I'm so grateful to God that this part of 
> my life is over and I don't want to go back to it. 
> Kathy